4. Call A Doctor!

Michael's P.O.V

"He's taking a long time.. Maybe one of us should go see where he is.." I said quietly, worry spreading through me. "I'll go.." I continued as I got out of the car.

I ran back into the backstage area of the arena and headed towards the bathroom. As I reached the darkened corridor that lead to the toilets, I noticed someone lying on the floor just outside the toilet door. Terror hit me as I recognised the t-shirt and blonde hair - it was Luke.

"Luke!" I yelled desperately, running towards him in terror. "Luke, Luke look at me.." I said anxiously, kneeling beside him.

"Michael?" asked a familiar voice from behind me.

I turned to see one of the stage crew, Daniel, running towards me.

"Daniel, do we have a tour doctor here?" I asked frantically, worry setting in.

"Yeah, why? What's wrong? Are you hurt?" asked Daniel with concern, pulling out his walkie talkie.

"No, it's Luke.. He's really sick.." I said quickly, nodding my head towards Luke, still unconscious on the floor in front of me.

Daniel gasped slightly and paged the doctor. A few moments later he reassured me that help was coming and he dashed away. I pulled out my phone and dialled Ashton's number hastily.

"Mikey, what's taking so long?" asked Ashton impatiently as he answered the phone.

"Ash, you have to come back inside!" I said loudly, frantically trying to wake Luke up.

"What seems to be the problem?" asked Dr Wills gently, kneeling beside the still unconscious Luke.

"He was under the weather yesterday and today but he kept insisting that he was fine.." I said quietly, grabbing a hold of Luke's hand gently.

Dr Wills pulled out his thermometer and put it gently into Luke's ear. After a few moments, the thermometer began to beep rapidly, a red light flashing on the screen.

"Boys, he needs the hospital.. He needs to be cooled down urgently.. A fever this high could kill him..." said Dr Wills anxiously, putting the thermometer on the floor in front of him and placing a cold pack on Luke's forehead.

I picked up the thermometer and looked at the screen. My heart sunk as I saw the temperature reading.

"Michael, how high is it?" asked Ashton quietly, his mouth curved into a frown.

"Please, he has a fever.." I whined impatiently, anger starting to build.

"How bad?" she asked quietly.

"40.6 last time it was checked.." I said quietly, holding back my frustration.

"He needs to be cooled down.." said the receptionist hastily, getting up from her seat. "Follow me.." she said quickly, heading out the back.

Suddenly Luke began to twitch slightly in my arms causing me to panic.

"Lukey?" I asked in shock, shaking him slightly.

"What's wrong?" asked the receptionist gently, turnings to face us.

"He's getting worse.." I said anxiously, setting Luke gently down on a spare bed.

Luke began to twitch more and Ashton, Calum and I all panicked. The receptionist ran to get a thermometer and we watched helplessly as Luke convulsed in front of us. A few moments later, the receptionist came back with a thermometer and a doctor.

"Why is this happening?" I asked in terror as the doctor took Luke's temperature.

The thermometer beeped and the doctors eyes widened.

"What is it?" I asked quietly, trying to look at it.

"His temperature.. He's needs to be cooled down immediately... This could kill him.." said the doctor hurriedly, putting the thermometer away.

"What's his temperature?" asked Ashton quietly.

"It's 41.9" said the doctor with a grim expression.

"Ash, it's gone up a whole 1.3 degrees in 20 minutes.." I said in shock, sinking into a chair.

I nodded slightly, raising my head to look at him. Calum gave me a reassuring smile and I tried to smile back but I was too worried about Luke. A few hours later Ashton and Calum left the hospital to head back to the hotel. I stayed behind and fell asleep in the chair as it got to dawn and the sun was starting to rise.